Let us die, let us die,
And, dying, we reply
Lowering our basket down into the open bed
Of the fruit truck passing by
And we can smile smile at each other again,
Me and my Cantaloupe Friend
Cast our cares as a couple of Pears
Put a Blueberry garland on an Apple's head
The Apple threw our half-baked fears
like a wooden shoe in the windmill gears
The turning stopped - we clearly saw:
The flaw is in that which finds the flaw!
And Strawberry said to the Tangerine:
My face is red
But our hats are green
Be an orchard,
or a curling vine...
The Sun of yours is the sun that's mine
Ya subhannallah
Hayyul Qayyum
Subhannallahi Amma Yassifun
Sallalah wallah Muhammad (Sal.)
Ya Rabbi sali alaihi wa salim
Lettuce grows in neatly sectioned
Beds and rows
But one day asked the Gardener
To be moved where the Eggplant grows
The reason being, I must confess,
I adore her shiny, purple dress!
As Eggplant listened in,
She wasn't offended
She wasn't impressed
While Potato calls from underground:
You've all got it turned upside-down!
Does the Rain that's sent each spring anew
To fall on her not fall on you?
You project on her your inward scenes,
She's a blank, external movie screen
While the One who looks out from your eyes
Looks through hers and looks through mine
We all well know
We're gonna reap what we sow
We all well know what kind of crops are gonna grow
From each time you disrespect your parents
Oh, you'd better hope we don't hear it!
We who know: you're gonna reap what you sow
We all well know,
We're gonna reap what we sow
But Grace, we all know,
Can take the place of all we owe
So why not let's Forgive
Everyone
Everywhere
Everything
All the time?
